Well, Himself and I are winding down after an incredibly greedy and gluttonous weekend.
Friday
Drinks at The Kenilworth – including the best cocktail in the world – the Caipirinha
– and I’m feeling smug and secure in the knowledge that I have a bottle
of cachaça at home on top of the fridge – followed by a lovely
Vegetable Thalli in the Indian Edge.
The Kenilworth
is the nicest cocktail bar within a reasonable distance – and I urge
everyone to visit. They gave us a private room and everything.
Thank you Julia.
Saturday
Lounging
around the Godiva Festival indulging in fabulous jerk chicken, plantain
, rice & peas and dumplings washed down thoroughly with oceans of
6% farm cider – wonderful stuff – only wish I could remember the name
of the farm.
Still, that’s too much cider for you.
Then out for a birthday meal (Mexican) followed by a desperate and unfulfilled search around Leamington for Mojitos.
Sunday
Back
to the Godiva Festival for more of the same – and popped in to the City
Arms on the way home to be sociable. Where I fell victim to Pear
Kopparberg.
It is an amazingly beautiful and refreshing perry.
Say
what you will about the City Arms, and believe me I rarely have a good
word to say about a Weatherspoons myself, Pear Kopparberg to me
justifies its existence!
So after that weekend I think we need to diet and detox for at least a fortnight. It was such good fun though!
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